i find this thread so funny, its like the circle of life. well i guess im happy someone added to it. the last time i wrote on this thread, i believe it was the second post, it was about this guy i worked with. that was a year ago.
and now a year and two days later after that post, its someone else. i told myself after that guy to never do the same thing again, but i did. so here is another story im gonna add. this guy, ill call him Ben, became a friend in school. he was in one of my classes, thought he was the most adorable guy and thought that he had the most beautiful set of brown eyes i had ever seen. we sat next to each other a few times, and worked together in class. so i guess since the first day i liked him. then after class ended, we would occasionally see each other in school and say hi. all of us lived in the dorms. then this one night, a mutual friend invited me to a friends house for some "extracurricular activities" and he was there too. and i guess we all clicked, and me and Ben and the mutual friend started hanging out. going to the school bar getting drunk, just hanging out being stupid. then of course the feelings started up. i couldnt get enough of him, it felt like a drug addiction. i mean they knew about my preferences, it sort of became a joke, which sometimes bothered me, but what are you gonna do. we were a party group, the crazy and "dont give a fuck about the world" kids. which from my end, i never was. i was always a calculated person, not really living life, just letting it pass me by. so meeting him and our other friends opened my eyes. i guess giving me a new life, an awareness of the world. so i guess i wanted more of his drug cause he was so much fun, so laid back, not a care in the world. and he made me feel so welcome, appreciated. it sort of became a brotherhood, something i never really had.
i guess what makes this story different from the last one was that this guy became a good friend. so all the time i was confused, im like how am i suppose to have this friendship? how can i stop these feelings, which is a complete oxymoron, i think, cause how can you stop your feelings? or maybe i havent learned it yet. so i guess to a certain degree i stayed away, kept myself closed enough, to prevent him from knowing, which in turn killed me. cause all i wanted was to be with him, actually maybe not. cause whenever i was with him i always looked at him with sad and pained eyes. telling myself "your doing it again, youre hurting yourself. keep your distance. stop." so as much as i wanted to just be open and have him know me, i kept my distance. we were still friends, but my relationship with him is lesser compared to our other mutual friends, though me and him have much more in common with each other compared to the others. towards the end, i barely saw him, but still spent time with our mutual friends, and i was fine with that, even though i still wanted to spend time with him. i remember the last night we spent together, a week before leaving school. our friends had their own thing going, so it was just me and him, never really happened before. we just spent the night hanging out, being stupid, having a laugh and a great time. i guess, what made that last night the best night, was i completely let myself go. i allowed myself to be free. i wasnt strained, wasnt scared. i became myself in front of him. and i had the best time and im sure he did too. i felt happy cause it was something i thought i could never do, not just him, to anyone of our friends in school.
but after all that, i dont regret any one moment. he helped me become what person i am today. and people like that always have a place in your heart. and in those moments, when it was just truly just "me" and "him," were some of the best times of my life. through those moments i realized how loving of a person i could be, and in turn, how much i can also be loved.